I'm not a calculative mastermind. And I can't say I'm the brightest of minds either, but when it comes to my survival, I have to use every muscle and cell in my frail body to come up with a solution.
I... Have to survive no matter what, and I would do anything to ensure that. Anything that doesn't involve selling my body, that is.
"So, tell me, what was so diabolic about me that you attacked your master?" He asked, and I bowed my head.
I clutched my knife tightly, biting my lips as I acted out a rather pitiful sight.
"Jo-Pil?" Jin-Yeok, who noticed my trembling fists, placed his hand on my back to comfort me. "Are you okay?"
I snapped out of it and raised my head, looking at him as he stared at me worriedly.
I smiled faintly, my eyes curving slightly, and said,
"Yes, I'm fine." I said, but Seo-Jun couldn't help but detest the show of affection in front of him.
It probably made him sick knowing they were treating me as their equal and putting my interests above his.
